User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Islands of No Return/@comment-2207385-20111113173502

Razorclaw feels the brandy and doesn't even flinch, he sighs and looks to the sky, "It is unfortunate that I lost my swords..................my body is used to wounds like this, I'll survive, and don't worry my blade doesn't strike down those that aid me." Razorclaw's body if full of scars and swords wounds everywhere, including sword scars in the dozens, he sighs, "Whoever you are, thank you, not many beasts help strangers, especially those like me."